Sold Out (Interlude)

As far back as I can remember, I've always wanted to be a gangster Yeah, woah We going in, there's no doubt We autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out We going in, there's no doubt Autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out We going in, there's no doubt Autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out We going in, there's no doubt Autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out Yeah these niggas are sold out Yeah I'm getting to old now Yeah I'm spitting these bars So put on a jacket it's getting too cold out Yeah I'm drinking too much and talking too much I needed to slow down Yeah, Call up my friends, and lets have a party I needed the whole house Bring that bitch back to the room Close the door, make sure it's locked Gave her a kiss on the lips Tasted like Apple Ciroc Taking my time don't rush me Every night tryna get lucky A lot of people in the room I'm warning you nigga please don't touch me Most of these niggas are enemies They try to fuck with my destiny I don't know if its just jealousy But most of these niggas they envy me I'm bringing it up but they bringing me down But there's nothing they say to my face And i'm working so hard and I don't get no sleep But like Tay-K i'm running a race Go to a party, seeing somebody Cheating, i'm sipping my tea And all these losers they running their mouth But that shit mean nothing to me Going up like a spaceship Girls are so tasteless Only wear gold on my neck Like i'm racist Guards asking questions Don't know I don't say shit Funny how all of the haters Are faceless We going in, there's no doubt Autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out We going in, there's no doubt Autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out We going in, there's no doubt Autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out We going in, there's no doubt Autobots, say it we roll out These people they try be my friend I'm sorry my nigga those tickets are sold out Yeah, Yeah Shoyoye on the beat